Thursday, March 24, 2011


Isn’t it strange? Whenever we reach towards the finishing line, we always tend to think of all that has gone by, all that has now become a thing of the past. Why is it that we never seem to think of all that is yet to come? We, who pride ourselves as being the “most insightful” of all animals roaming the face of earth, all we tend to look is backwards - reminisce, remember, recollect.

We just want to hold on and are never ready to let it go. Why is this? Are we scared to look ahead or are we too reticent to come out of our comfort-zones. Actually, I guess it’s none of the two. It’s more like the “5-minutes-sleep syndrome”. Just like those precious 5 minutes in the morning when you think you can catch up on all the lost sleep of the previous night, u feel, “let me relive just one more moment of the time gone by and I am gonna make the most of it”...

I know it’s a cliché that time flies by, but you know that’s the beauty of clichés! They are clichéd because they are so true. Time truly flies past and in fact I would say it’s more like the sand than the wind. The more you try to grasp it, the faster it slides out of your hands, from between the spaces of your fingers. Actually, on second thoughts, maybe that’s why they say that walking through times by holding on to someone’s hands is much easier. You see, the spaces between your fingers are filled and you can hold on to time...hold on to your memories or better still, create new ones!

Yet most of us invariably find ourselves standing at a threshold of a new beginning and before taking that step forwards, we turn our heads backwards. Not because we want to hold on to something. But because we want to relive. Maybe splash in that water-puddle one more time, propose to our sweetheart one more time (and do it better this time :P) , enjoy that pillow fight with the younger/older brother/sister one more time,  tip-toe in the kitchen for the 2 am maggi at a school buddy’s place one more time,  enjoy a friend’s misery by hiding the precious Blackberry one more time.......Just RELIVE one more time !

Don’t hold on.....RELIVE!!!! Not once but every time that you want to.........

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

I want to be me !

Masks & facades & deliberate expressions,
reality is lost in the midst of imitations.

Walking among the "august" company
chin held up & head held high.
Eyes fixed on the horizon,
Its the landscape that has got lost somewhere midway........

Trying to be that "one of the best",
fixated on being a "cut above the rest"
success governed by figures in "black & white"
Its the purpose of it all that has got lost somewhere midway.........

Exchange not communication; acknowledgment not recognition
transaction not relation; efficiency not passion
with attributes of a gadget planted in you
Isn't it your OWN image in the mirror that has got lost somewhere midway..............

Friday, March 4, 2011

Silent lullaby.....

While the head rests on the pillow,
the mind wanders into a world of imagination;
the heart takes a flight to the land of nowhere ...

The ceiling changes its contours every minute,
Shadows on the wall dance to the tune of the breeze that flurries past !

Eyes seek to see beyond the pitch darkness...
& sounds of silence.....are my lullaby for the night.....